I heard you were back in town

Well it's been a hot minute since

me and you were hanging out

Yeah, we had that crazy

kind of chemistry

Where you get burned, don't

learn, don't care, just reach

for another match and gasoline

Well knock knock, here you

come a knockin' on my door

But you're gonna have

to wait on the porch

Better hide the wine

And get it gone

Oh I better hide every one of

them records that turn me on

(lock 'um up, lock 'um up)

Turn up the lights

And kill the mood

Oh 'cause baby I just don't

trust myself with you

I better hide the wine

Well I know me and I know you

I better get rid of all the Two Buck

Chuck and the high dollar good stuff too

'Cause baby if I don't,

you know what we'll do

Oh oh with one sip, one tip,

we'll be sitting on the couch,

you'll be kicking off your shoes

Better hide the wine

And get it gone

Oh I better hide every one of

them records that turn me on

(lock 'um up, lock 'um up)

Turn up the lights

And kill the mood

Oh 'cause baby I just don't

trust myself with you

I better hide the wine

Oh I better hide the wine, yeah

Oh knock knock, here you

come a knockin' on my door

But you're gonna have to wait

another minute on the porch

Oh no, no, it's a dangerous thing

pouring alcohol on an old flame

Hide the wine

And get it gone

Oh I better hide every one of

them records that turn me on

(lock 'um up, lock 'um up)

Turn up the lights

And kill the mood

Oh 'cause baby I just don't

trust myself with you

I better hide the wine

Oh I better hide the wine, yeah

Oh I better hide the wine